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Sure! When you have time I would love it if you any interactions between Saguru and any of the Gosho girls. It doesn't have to be shipped or whatever, but it's just because I've read so many of his interactions with the Gosho boys and I feel like the girls are underrated in that sense. I love crack and I love Saguru and I adore your writing and edits :)

Hey anon from 2018, lmao. You're right, there really do need to be more interactions between Saguru and the girls. I have a WIP I started recently that I feel really shows Aoko's acuity. It's not crack, but instead a tense interaction between two friends.

Eventually this'll make its way to AO3, but for now, here it is:

“So, Saguru-kun…”

Saguru finds himself bracing. Aoko has seemed to be in a strange mood the entire evening. He’d almost wondered if she was irritated with him at first, or maybe just more disappointed about Kuroba’s last-minute cancellation than she wanted to let on. But their plans had gone as expected otherwise; they studied, watched a show Aoko had been excited to show him over some reheated leftovers, all without incident. Now they’d settled in the living room, occupying themselves with their own activities.

But now, as casual as she was trying to seem, Saguru detected an underlying tension.

“Yes, Aoko-san?” He kept his eyes on his book.

“Did you know that Aoko’s dad thought Kaito was KID once?”

Saguru’s entire train of thought stuttered to a halt. Every thought vanished — and then his mind raced with questions. For what reason was she bringing this up? What kind of reaction was she expecting?

Her gaze was drilling into him, he could tell. She hadn’t turned away from her video game, but she had to be concentrating on him in her periphery. The sensation of it raised the hair on the back of his neck..

He turned the page, but wasn’t reading anymore.

“Did he? I’ve never heard anything about that,” Saguru said mildly. His heart rate was elevated. He focused on breathing normally.

“Yeah!” Aoko said, and she said it with a giggle. A feint. “He told me that and I thought it was so strange. Sure, he’s obnoxious, but he’s not stupid Kaitou KID.”

It was best to leave space in the conversation. He didn’t say anything, waiting for Aoko to continue.

“Anyway, Dad got a look at him at one heist, and he was sure he looked like Kaito. So to prove him wrong, I asked Kaito on a date!”

“A date?”

“Yep! I mean, thinking back that was pretty silly, but it got him to come. But isn’t that so weird? That he’d even think for a second that Kaito was KID?”

She sounded so cheery. The version of herself she put on in class when she was getting along with everybody. Masking away her acute intelligence and calculations. He used to think she wore her feelings on her sleeve - and to an extent she did. But these days he knew that there was plenty she kept under wraps. She and Kuroba were truly quite the pair.

“It does seem like a strange conclusion for the inspector to come to.” He tried to keep his voice neutral as he could. “How did the date go?”

Aoko stuck her tongue out, and for the moment turned her eyes back toward the screen, organizing her character’s inventory. “Oh, you know. Bakaito. He was his normal annoying self, but he showed up on time. We met up at Tropical Land and had a lot of fun! We saw a 3D movie and everything.” She paused, then added, “Actually, I even handcuffed us together. Which was probably overkill, honestly.”

Great minds think alike.

“And the heist?” Saguru asked.

“Oh, the heist still happened. And Kaito was with me the whole time.”

“Well, I imagine that remedied the inspector’s suspicions?”

“Yeah. Dad never said anything about it again.”

The conversation lulled into silence, but the tension in the room was palpable.

“It’s just weird. That’s the only time Dad has ever had a suspect. Honestly, I don’t get why he’d even entertain the idea.”

Saguru hmmed, hoping it sounded like agreement.

“I mean, Kaito is way too young to be KID. Everyone knows Kaitou KID has to be in at least his forties.”

“That does seem to be the most prominent theory,” Saguru said neutrally. It wasn’t the most satisfactory response, he knew. But he could toe this line, if he focused on the commonly-held beliefs and not his own hypotheses and opinions.

“I wonder who Kaitou KID actually is. Whoever it is, I really can’t stand him. I’d like to give him a piece of my mind for all the trouble he’s causing everybody.”

“That’s fair of you.” Saguru wouldn’t condemn KID himself. But he’s already made clear to her that he doesn’t share the same hostility. “What with KID’s talent, I wouldn’t be surprised if the public never comes to know his identity.” After a moment, he amended, “Not to imply the task force is lacking in talent or capability. Your father has prevented many thefts from coming to fruition.” Never mind the fact KID so far still hadn’t truly stolen anything regardless. “But no matter how successful plans are on this side, KID has still proven successful as an escape artist, if nothing else. We’ll just have to see if ever he’s caught, or we get a hint.”

“It would be nice, though,” Aoko said, and Saguru had a hard time reading her tone. “To know who it is.”

What was she trying to accomplish here? It felt like she was fishing. Like she wanted a specific response from him. She might want him to agree that it was a ridiculous idea, confirm that the suspicions were completely unfounded. But he couldn’t imagine lying to her outright. But on the other hand…

“Have you ever suspected anyone of being KID, Saguru-kun?”

Ah.

“Well,” he said.

He couldn’t bring himself to lie to her, but he certainly couldn’t tell the truth. Saguru wouldn’t betray Kuroba like that; Kuroba may not trust him, but Saguru wasn’t going to confirm Kuroba’s own impressions.

And it wouldn’t just be betraying Kuroba. It would be a betrayal of one of Aoko’s closest friends.

No winning. Catch-22.

He forced himself to turn the question over in his mind, as slowly as he could allow without seeming as if he took too long. It wasn’t like he’d obtained any real proof. Other than observable evidence that Kaito wasn’t KID. And the DNA proof he’d destroyed. Of course, Saguru knew, but technically he’d proved the opposite.

“You’ll laugh, but I actually suspected Kuroba once myself.”

Aoko paused her game. “You did?”

And now the tension amplified exponentially. Did she know? He’d suspected before that she might. With how perceptive she was, how could she not have at least considered it?

Even then, that didn’t mean he could confirm it. Kuroba was the only person who could do that.

Steady. “Yes, well. I did test the theory, and my suspicions were proven false.” Based on the happenings, anyway.

“How did you test it?”

Saguru crooked a slight smile now. Casual. Easy. Amused. “Much like you, I handcuffed myself to him just before the heist began.”

She still didn’t say anything.

“So, in both of our cases, the heist still went on. So that would appear to clear Kuroba’s name on two different accounts,” he said lightly.

“Yeah, I guess it does.”

She’d slipped a little, seemed more pensive than casually amused. She recovered quickly. “It’s so funny that both of you thought it was Kaito.”

The way she continued circling, the way she persisted… on some level, she must know.

Aoko asked, “What made you think it was him, anyway?”

At least the capacity of the labs was something he wasn’t at liberty to discuss. “Probably proximity bias,” Saguru said. It wasn’t entirely untrue. “KID has a tendency for elaborate magic tricks, and Kuroba is certainly the most talented magician I’d ever met.” And then, after a beat: “But there’s plenty of talented magicians out there.”

Aoko hmmed, and fell silent again. Saguru imagined her putting him under a microscope, considering everything he said. Everything he didn’t say.

She unpaused her game and resumed playing. “Yeah, Bakaito could never be KID,” she said.

But all Saguru could think was that there was no way she didn’t know how false that was.

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sineluce-velius-tristitia · 1 year

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Merry Holidays @slushedpuppys!

Your Secret Satan Santa makes an entrance! I’m sorry it isn’t in the e rating, but I did my best to slip it as close as I can manage (which is a T, lmao). I also wasn’t sure if you’d rather read it here on tumblr or on Ao3, so I posted it here as well. I hope you enjoy it!

@dcmkkaishinevents

Kaito didn’t even know how it started.

They were in the massive Kudō library, the room having become a place where the two gravitated towards when laziness struck. Shin'ichi because it was already his hang out, and Kaito because Shin'ichi was there.

As long as the magician avoided tricks that put the books’ life in jeopardy, Shin'ichi tolerated his presence with the long-suffering kind of acceptance born from a lifetime of suffering through obnoxious individuals.

(Kudō Yukiko delicately covered a sneeze. Arms wrapped around her shoulders to pull her closer to a warm chest and she giggled at the wordless offer of comfort.

Yu-chan was the best.)

(Somewhere, Suzuki Sonoko bit her tongue. A vein pulsed on her forehead.

“What is that no good mystery otaku planning now? Ran! Where’s your ex-husband!?”

“...I don’t think that’s—”)

But as often as they spent quiet afternoons just happily existing in the presence of each other, there was no shortage of any kind of interaction between them.

Shin'ichi was hardly a chatterbox, preferring to quietly read his precious books though open to indulging Kaito when the magician demanded some form of attention, but when he got going…

Well.

Kaito was only human. One that was caught in the throes of admiration on something people were usually put-off by.

Blue eyes simmered with the embers of cool confidence that always came with the detective’s recount of a recent case—this time, a KID heist. Kaito wasn’t really listening anymore, too distracted by the way those lips moved with each word, its corners twitching up to express the smugness inherent to what its owner was saying.

It was stupid.

Shin'ichi gets like this all of the time. All smug and arrogant and frustratingly gorgeous going about it. Being this affected at this particular time didn’t make sense.

Maybe it was the topic. Maybe it was the leftover excitement after a successful heist, and here the detective was, happily talking about Kaito.

And Kaito had always been rather greedy when it came to holding the attention of someone. Voracious when it came to his detective.

Lost in the sudden haze of his thoughts, Kaito shoved into the detective’s personal bubble and spoke, “Ne, Shin'ichi. If you really think you’ve got KID’s tricks all figured out, why don’t you help him instead?”

Fascinated by the flush that quickly spread from the detective’s cheeks—down the column of an enticing neck to where the first two buttons of the detective’s shirt were left open to expose a tantalizing amount of skin along his clavicle—Kaito’s full attention went to what he was doing rather than what was being said.

The magician leaned in, pressed cheek against flushed cheek as he unconsciously took in a deep breath. He feels the chest near his do the same, feels the hand that went up to grip his shirt, wonders if the detective finds Kaito’s smell just as pleasant, just as wonderful and invigorating.

The tension, already charged from the beginning, felt taut and ready to snap. Kaito was more than happy to take the plunge.

A kiss on the neck was given. A question and a declaration.

Shin'ichi nods, the heat of his skin spurring Kaito on. But when the detective says, “Sure, I’ll do it,” he’s momentarily distracted but soon brushes it off.

Kaito hummed, “Sure,” and pulled away to cover the detective’s lips with his own.

He’ll think on it later.

-0-

In true Kaito fashion, he didn’t think on it later.

So when one day, he found Shin'ichi casually sitting in the KIDcave, looking cozy with his butt planted on Kaito’s work table, arms and legs crossed as his sharp eyes regarded Kaito haughtily, the magician spluttered, “Wha– how? Shin-chan?”

(A moment was spared to entertain some thoughts about the image his detective currently made, cool and calm as if he belonged among KID’s things– Kaito’s things.)

Kaito very much felt secure in their relationship. They made it work, somehow, despite being on quite the opposite sides of the law. He always thought that they were toeing the line between, a teasing dance shared under the moonlight with secretive smiles and ambiguous contention.

KID’s identity was something left unsaid. Neither confirmed nor denied. Discussed as if they were removed from the situation rather than two whose roles were central to the tale of a Phantom Thief.

Seeing his detective here– it certainly did something to Kaito.

(Reframed their relationship in a way that opened something up. That unwound a rope tied around his neck with doubts and fears and the same things that choked out what Kaito and Aoko could have had.)

Shin'ichi leveled him with a quirked eyebrow, clearly questioning his intelligence. “I’m here to help you with your heist.”

Which, honestly, made no sense at all. Then again, finding Shin'ichi in here wasn’t something Kaito had ever dared to consider, accompanied as it was by lingering trepidation and nervousness born of having an entire task force gunning for his white-clad moonlighting persona.

Managing to get a hold of himself, Kaito made his way towards the detective. Slowly, he stated, “I have so many questions.” So many. But it’s mostly on the how.

Luckily, Shin'ichi had weird mind powers that Kaito was still convinced he had despite the other’s protests and promptly answered, “You’ve left me in your house unsupervised before. Did you really think I wouldn’t look around? A portrait that serves as a secret entrance is a little bit on the nose.”

Detective, right. Couldn’t help himself but poke his nose into things he shouldn’t.

“Well, you’re no better, thief. You should train your spy doves better.”

Like Shin'ichi wasn't plotting a dove rebellion against Kaito? They listen to the detective more than they do with Kaito, the one who raised them! The one who nurtured their doveliness.

Shin'ichi rolled his eyes. "I'm not turning your doves against you."

“See!” He snapped his fingers and pointed accusingly at the detective. “You do read minds.”

Shin'ichi sighed the sigh of someone who’s gone over it dozens of times. "I don’t. You’re just predictable.”

“Moi!?”

“Sometimes.” The detective conceded with a shrug and Kaito preened exaggeratedly. It earned a snort.

Suddenly, the stated reason came back to Kaito. “Wait, what do you mean help?”

The deadpan look sent to him was a given, Kaito doesn’t take offense. It was cute, honestly. Makes him want to pinch those cheeks just to get a reaction.

“Oh,” There was a dawning realization there, and, yep, Shin'ichi grinned. Shit-eating and all. “Oh, you don’t remember. The great Phantom Thief 1412 doesn’t remember.”

Well, now he does.

“Shut up,” Kaito grumbled. This was unfair. Kaito was supposed to be the one doing the teasing. “I was distracted.”

Shin'ichi hummed, his grin melting into something less badgering. Pink tinged his cheeks as he recalled. “It was memorable.”

(Lips touching skin, tongue tasting flesh, teeth leaving marks. Trails of heat and mingled breath. A bruising grip and begging, pretty blue eyes. Each burning caress was a gentle brush at the layers draped between, a peek behind the veil woven for others to see.

It was temptation and seduction, a loop of pleasurable bliss and exploration. It always was, with his Shin'ichi.)

As someone who takes pride in being able to change gears fast, Kaito quickly got over his grievances and stalked closer to the other boy. All throughout, Shin'ichi hadn’t moved from his place, and Kaito’s mind was eager to pull up the images it had run through earlier.

The work table was specifically made for Kaito to work while standing; a little above waist height, a surface area that could fit all of the hang-glider’s parts while disassembled with space to maneuver things around, and able to support some heavy equipment when pushed. It was the room’s center of activity, where Kaito spent most of his time pouring over blueprints and plans and gadgets.

“Was it?” Kaito knocked a finger on the work table to check its integrity. Coincidentally, this brought him much closer to the detective, hovering by legs that automatically shifted to accommodate. It was easy to slot himself in between them. Familiar. Gaze heated, he said, “I think I’m missing parts of it.”

“You are,” answered Shin'ichi, uncrossing his arms as Kaito’s palm gently landed over his thigh. But other than a deepening blush and a half-lidded gaze, he remained unaffected. Serious.

Kaito hummed in contemplation.

If he were being honest, having Shin'ichi’s help on a heist would be a huge boon. Sure, Kaito had all the experience he needed, but a detective’s input would make things easier. He’d been doing his best to keep Jii out of it as much as possible, and Kaito was feeling the strain of handling everything on his own.

Information gathering was often too tedious and boring, and it was only the fear of getting caught because of poor information that got him through it. Planning was where his mind was at, executing said plan was where he thrived.

“Aren’t you a detective?”

It was an out.

Shin'ichi rolled his eyes, the sassy jerk. “And you’re a thief who thinks too highly of himself.”

Like I’d let that come between us.

Kaito smiled winningly. “Aren’t I great?”

Neither would I.

Shin'ichi scoffed and shoved at Kaito’s face. The magician laughed, joyous and free and completely, hopelessly fond. He swooped in to plant a quick kiss on the detective’s nose. “Okay. Okay, you’ll help.”

-0-

Including Shin'ichi into the heist planning was, in a word, bliss.

Kaito gets to spend even more time with his detective, he doesn’t have to do all those research and piecing disconnected articles together and bleh, he gets Shin'ichi all to himself, he doesn’t have to waste as much resources on contingencies or evidence cleaning, and Shin'ichi was there with him.

It was easy to tell which was his favorite part.

Oh, they get into arguments, primarily about necessary risks versus doing it just to showboat. But those tend to lead towards discussion of safety measures and how they can extend it to Kaitō KID’s loyal audience.

They were productive. Efficient, even. And Kaito had never been this excited over a heist before, dampened only by Shin'ichi’s refusal to attend it as one of his pursuers.

“It’s cheating,” Shin'ichi declared as he gestured at the whiteboard filled with their notes, its surface an amalgamation of neat handwriting and ones that trailed beyond the frame. He looked disappointed and dangerously close to pouting. “I already know what you’ll be doing.”

Kaito couldn’t stop himself from tackling his detective into a hug. Gosh, he was so adorable. “Don’t worry Shin-chan, I can always spice things up for you!”

Used to the magician’s (and his own mom’s) antics, Shin'ichi managed to stay on his two feet instead of falling on his ass. Kaito was heavy, though, so his hands had to find purchase on any surface.

Balance regained; Shin'ichi scowled. “What? No! We already have a solid plan here.”

Kaito shushed him, so close to the detective’s face that they were almost nose to nose. “Things don’t always go as planned.”

“They will if you don’t change them on a whim!”

Kaito and Shin'ichi, by and large, had a fundamentally different way of planning things. Where Kaito himself favored the spontaneity of preparing for many things at the heat of the moment and creating moves as it was needed, Shin'ichi outlined major events with the cutthroat specificity of someone who thought three steps ahead in varying directions.

But they respected each other’s abilities enough to compromise.

(Realizing how much the detective actually could predict Kaito-as-KID and everyone else involved when given the time to scheme was distracting. And really, really hot.)

An arm tightened around the chagrined detective’s waist, the other gravitating lower so that the hand attached to it could grab the back of his knee and lift the leg up. When Kaito shifted forward, Shin'ichi was forced to grab onto him with an indignant “Oi!”

“I’m pretty good at thinking on the fly, Great Detective.” Kaito reasoned into Shin'ichi’s ear, voice low and rough and breathy as he turned up the charm to maximum to try to get his way. He smirked when he felt the body in his hold shiver, delighted in the responding heat in those pretty blue eyes. “Now, are you?”

-0-

Kaito was unsuccessful in his bid to convince his detective.

However, they did manage to find out that Kaito’s work table can, indeed, hold its own against two very eager and very energetic teenage boys.

But he also made a note to recalibrate the force required to set off this batch of smoke pellets. And to keep the sleeping gas out of an annoyed Shin'ichi’s reach.

They tend to be mood killers.

-0-

Then the time of the heist came.

With Shin'ichi’s voice in his ear and the comforting knowledge that the detective was safely tucked away in a hotel room with a great view of the heist location, Kaito had significantly less unnecessary clutter in his mindspace and it was great.

The plan was simple.

Get the target, spend time taunting the Task Force, put on a show for his audience, and then get away.

Easy peasy. It’s the details that contained a bulk of boring things he didn’t want to go over. Again.

(As it turns out, Modern Holmeses weren’t exempt from the nerve-fraying effect of the waiting game. Kaito was both relieved and driven up the wall.)

Shin'ichi was monitoring everything, ready to notify the Phantom Thief if something happened that they had to adjust to. The detective was surprisingly great at the voice-in-the-ear thing, telling Kaito about turns he had to take, people he might want to keep an eye on for emergency disguises, the super spy things.

Didn’t he also know how to disarm bombs just by staring at the wirings?

“Shin-chan, are you sure you’re not a criminal mastermind or something?”

“Ba’arou, what are you talking about?”

“So you’re a super spy?”

“Wha– No. Focus on your surroundings, idiot. It wouldn’t be my fault if your disguise gets found out.”

Kaito grinned. “I love it when you worry about me.”

“You know what, go ahead and expose yourself, see if I—”

The abrupt pause made Kaito tilt his head, previous amusement waning. “Shin'ichi?”

Nothing. Not even after a few more tries.

The longer time passed, the harder it was to ignore the worry, but there was still a heist to be had and Kaito had to push through. While his body went through the motions of his current disguise—a newer task force member he’d stalked throughout the week just to get his act right—half of his attention was on the cute little earpiece Jii had long ago commissioned from his inventor friend, the piece of tech fitting snugly behind his ear and small enough to hide with his masks.

(Come to think of it, how did Shin'ichi have access to it when Kaito kind of forgot to tell him about it? The detective was good with technology, but not that good.)

Finally, after doing a full circuit of the floor that his disguise was supposed to patrol, Shin'ichi finally spoke, “Sorry, I had to make some calls.”

It was faint, but Kaito was pretty sure he heard the sound of traffic from the detective’s side of the line. Eyes narrowed, he quietly asked in his own voice, “Where are you, detective?”

“Just a little…snag. But it’s been dealt with, just focus on your heist.”

A snag. That could be anything, and knowing his detective, chances were high that they were either the life-threatening kind or there-was-a-dead-body kind.

Shin'ichi huffed. “I so can adjust plans too. Now shut up, it’s about time for you to start.”

As if on cue, the police radio buzzed with Inspector Nakamori’s instructions.

Kaito reluctantly let it go.

He still had an audience to entertain, after all.

-0-

“Yamabuki-keiji’s closing in. If you enter that room on your left, there should be a vent.”

KID did as suggested, mentally going through the blueprints of the place he had memorized. Besides giving him a way out without having to resort to climbing up the windows and exposing himself, he could access one of his bigger and more entertaining traps through this route.

“Inspector Nakamori and nine other task force members are enroute area 3.” Right into where he needed them to be.

A manic grin spread through his face. “Have I ever told you you’re the best, Shin-chan?”

“Shut up.” It was easy to visualize the flustered expression on his detective’s face.

Needless to say, the corridors were filled by Inspector Nakamori’s loud curses as he and the unfortunate task force members were paired off with their lower bodies stuck together in a gigantic version of the Chinese finger trap.

Not that they realized what it was and were therefore doing what they weren’t supposed to do.

-0-

"You know, I honestly thought it was hilarious to watch them squirm in it, but I didn't think it would take them this long to escape. They missed the rest of my heist!"

"Kaito, you glued them inside. That's hardly fair."

"And that adhesive dissolved within 5 minutes. Shin-chan, someone had to call Hakuba all the way in England just to get them out of that thing. It's a toy."

“...yeah, Hakuba-kun didn’t sound amused, either.”

-0-

After the heist, Kaito decided to retreat into the hotel room Shin'ichi had set up as his base of operations.

It was a business hotel, so the room was small. The walls were only wide enough for the length of the double bed to fit without scratching the paint. A good-sized desk was fixed on a wall maybe two hops away, hidden from the doorway’s view by a unit bathroom. It barely had room left to fit in a storage space for the guest’s luggage.

For its main purpose, it was fine. Shin'ichi had booked it before KID had even released the heist notice, having determined it to be the best static vantage point and the most accessible if the need arose. Lodgings around a KID heist always got fully booked after news got out, so nightlife tended to end later than usual in the area, especially when the heist target owners reveled in the publicity.

As the heist had officially finished an hour or so ago and the civilian audience shooed away long before that, the curtains in the room were drawn closed. Shin'ichi’s laptop screen, displaying none of the programs it must have been running through the night, served as the only source of lighting.

Kaito’s sprawled out form fit the bed just fine. Top hat and white suit and all. Even the cheap mattress felt softer than it should after a few hours of physical work. But his brain was still buzzing with left over excitement to allow him to truly relax.

“At least change your clothes first.”

Lazily eyeing the detective’s form by the desk, Kaito let out a groan of protest. Shin'ichi merely raised an eyebrow, leaning further back into the chair with his arms crossed. He looked tired, more so when Kaito first came in (through the window) to find the other boy slumped over the desk and glaring at his laptop.

(“How did you even get in without anyone noticing? Your suit’s blindingly white.”

“Mh, and what will you give me in exchange if I tell you?”

“I still have my tranquilizer watch; I don’t have to deal with you.”

“Meitantei, why do you have to be so mean to me!”)

Considering what time it was—a little past four in the morning—it wasn’t a surprise.

Partially feeling at fault, Kaito rolled over, dislodging his hat and lightly entangling himself in his cape. He patted the bed in invitation.

Shin'ichi squinted at the small space, visibly weighing his options.

Both of them were, by no means, big in size, but they certainly shared a height that was in the upper parts of average. The double bed would barely fit the two of them, nevermind that either boy probably shifted in sleep.

To make his offer seem more enticing, Kaito scooted further to make more space.

This seemed to convince the detective as he pushed himself up from his chair, closing the laptop and plunging them into darkness. “I’m not going to sleep there with you in your KID suit. Who knows what muck it has gone through tonight.”

“Excuse you.” Kaito grumbled, patting his suit self-consciously. It was still its pristine white, but he decided not to argue the point. Having it on for long periods of time does get stifling. So with a puff of smoke, he was in casual lounge wear– a loose shirt and some sweatpants. As a bonus, he put Shin'ichi into more comfortable clothes, too.

There was grumbling and probably a stink eye, but the detective quietly crawled onto the offered space, burrowing under the covers the moment Kaito had settled himself as well.

Kaito chuckled. “Tired?”

Shin'ichi huffed. “I ran out of coffee.”

Ah, Kaito thought. There was a burst of utter warmth and fondness, and he wasn’t quite sure if the lump in his throat was because he was coming down with something or he was just that hopeless.

(Shin'ichi rarely spoke how he felt, unable to get himself to form the words charged by emotion that wasn’t righteousness. No, his kindness showed in his actions, in the unspoken concessions and sacrifices made.)

He pulled the other close, relishing in having his detective within his arms. A cold nose pressed against his throat and Kaito smiled, soft and content as he ran his own hand rubbed at Shin'ichi’s back, tracing patterns and warming up the other. Shin'ichi arbitrarily ran cold, something about the antidote messing with his body’s homeostatic responses when stressed.

And while the fact that Shin'ichi became stressed enough to this point was frown worthy, Kaito takes advantage of it now. Getting to cuddle with his detective was always a treat.

He felt the moment when his detective's body finally decided to let go of the tension, melting into the heat seeping from his bed partner, and Kaito followed suit.

The heist was a success. Their heist was a success. And there was no better way to celebrate than sharing a bed with his detective, legs tangled and toes unconsciously curling over skin, nose buried into the other’s hair as they basked in each other’s presence.

Sometimes success was languid, was the sleepy haze and comfort after a day of hard work.

As seconds ticked by, his brain decided to float between consciousness and dozing off, tired enough to want to rest but too wired to completely settle into sleep.

It was an indescribable amount of time later when Kaito drowsily asked, “Ne, Shin. What happened before the heist started?”

“Mh,” Shin'ichi’s hot breath fanned over his skin, but Kaito merely nuzzled the detective closer. “‘S jus’ a sniper. Not Snake. Taken care of. Now sleep.”

Not entirely registering those words, Kaito nodded and drifted off.

-0-

Hours later, Kaito woke up with a gasp. “What sniper!? Detective, are you okay?”

Shin'ichi groaned in suffering. There wasn’t enough coffee in the world to deal with the magician so early.

Or at all.

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bumbleboa · 2 years

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Hello! You are literally one of, if not my favorite, people in the DCMK fandom! I was so worried that when I entered it that people wouldn’t be that active in it since it’s pretty old, but lo and behold I was wrong and this is the best and nicest fandom I’ve ever been in.

I love every piece of art you post (especially the ones about Ekoda gang since we never got to see enough of them all together), they literally make my day. So thank you for all you’ve contributed! I was wondering if you had any headcannons about any of the characters that you’d be willing to share? Annnd what your fav Kid heist is (since I’m pretty sure you’ve previously mentioned Kaito is your fav?? which if it is, same!!! And if not who is?)

Anyway! I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

First of all, thank you for this sweet ask!

I think it's BECAUSE this series has been so long-running that the people participating in the fandom are passionate about it. There's been a lot of talk recently, about how fast-paced fandom has become, how lots of people move fandoms quickly with the changing trends. It is a special kind of affection to stick with something that doesn't get to have the spotlight of the month. I am a firm believer that fandom is what you make of it and I've seen a great community in the DetCo space, willing to nurture contributions. I've felt very welcome in this space since I decided to participate more actively this summer!

I have so many headcanons, but all of them are linked to story ideas or a bit weird out of context, haha~ I guess my most prevalent one is weak-as-a-noodle returned!Shinichi. The boy did soccer before he was shrunken, but quit the soccer club already at the point we meet him in the story. And I just don't buy it that he can regain his true size with all the muscle intact. But I am happy to talk about specific headcanons with people if anyone is curious about my thoughts on something specific!

And how dare you make me choose a favorite Kid heist, that's like asking to pick a favorite among my children! /j

The heists we see in DetCo are more technical, while the heists in MK have such a delightful ridiculousness. I love the gadgets he gets in MK, I plan to do a fanart for his roller skates, they are incredible and deserve a spotlight. I like the heists most for the way thy interact with the story, so I think I'd choose the Nightmare heist or the Sun Halo one!

I hope you have a lovely day as well!

#bee replies #anonymous

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cdreambur · 6 months

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got another idea recently and: kaito kid and shinichi kudo inspired au.

wilbur as this very smart and talented and charming phantom thief who announces all of his heists with riddles and makes a fool of the police with his magic tricks.

and dream as the part-time uni student, part-time respected investigator who's the only one clever enough to solve wilbur's riddles and figure out his plans (although he doesn't always manage to stop him).

#i have been thinking about this ever since i had the idea a few days ago and i'm so insane over it #maybe because kaito is literally one of my favorite characters ever lmao #but honestly i could talk about this all day someone PLEASE ask me questions #and if you want some ideas on the characters: i recommend detective conan/case closed ep 76 #it's the episode where kaito's introduced and it gives you a fun little taste of how things between the two of them go #dreambur #c!dreambur #madduo #au ideas #black star au

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bloustorm · 2 years

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How to un-possess a child

- fic title game. Dcmk

Kaito KID's various plans in trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with Conan as that can't be normal child behavior, surely?

Ending up on the conclusion that a) Conan is a child possessed by a demon or b) Conan is a demon who took on a child form

(Akakos words do nothing but help this suspicion)

As B) makes more sense regarding Conans legality Kaito tries out various methods to banish demons while on a heists to hopefully conceal these methods as part of his prank, wouldn't be good to piss of a demon who is strong enough to hold his form for so long, seems to feed on souls and is able to temporarily posses people to solve the case

(Too many people die or commit murders when Conan is around for that to be an accident)

Thus Conan being the target of many specific pranks by KID that don't make any sense to him, Sonoko and Ran are the first to catch onto and got mixed feelings, (Sonoko is cackling and Ran is miffed, Conan is a sweet child a bit strange sure but sweet)

The more nothing works the less Kaito sleeps as he spirals more and more, after all Conan seems to be a strong demon, who could do more harm than he is doing right now? But he isn't?

#blou talks to people #dcmk #pandora chair panda #ask game #title game

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unovanhunny · 11 months

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You have so many aus already maybe you've already done something like this but have you ever done a phantom thief au? Y'know something akin to kaito kid from case closed, or lupin the third (who is himself inspired from Arsene Lupin the one who arguably started it all).

I dunno, I feel like years ago there were plenty of phantom thief aus. But it seems to have fallen to the wayside...

Tbf my biggest manga knowledge on Phantom Thieves is Man of Many Faces by Clamp, but I know what you mean. And you know what, I can definitely make an AU out of this.

Twins separated at a young age, one gets into detective work and the other falls in with a strange crowd that starts with petty theft and evolves into more fun elaborate schemes. Ingo can be the detective and Emmet can be the thief I think. A Phantom Thief all in white is a fun image and also Emmet loves to entertain and a Big Factor of Phantom Thieves is their presentation and calling cards left at their crime scenes.

Emmet meticulously working on making the next reveal even more fun and fancy! He wants to kinda maybe impress that one detective he keeps seeing at the crime scenes as he watches from afar to see how the theft is received. He seems so serious, he just wants to make him smile once! Yes that's counterproductive when he is actively stealing things, but still!

Ingo is getting frustrated at how this thief keeps getting away with these crimes when there's so much set up involved in his heists! But... He has to admit it's also fun. To see what the thief has set up for him to find. He has never successfully caught a glimpse of the thief but he is determined to, it's his life's work now. Trying to figure out where he'll strike next before he gets the chance to, figuring out his moves before he makes them.

And they get the chance to meet once. Emmet's plans are foiled but he doesn't get caught. They met eyes, their faces were close, and though Emmet was wearing a mask, Ingo may have felt his heart skip a beat, seeing this Smiling Man in White. He let him go, not intentionally, but in the moment they met, Ingo got so surprisingly flustered, he didn't react quick enough before Emmet was Gone.

They are both determined to run into each other again. To capture or to kiss-

#phatom thief blankship au #ku over the speaker #ayy new au time

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hayateart · 2 years

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The Eye of the Storm - part 3

Part 3 of my contribution to the KaiShinShi week 2022.

Theme: Kaito, toeing the line.

Read part 1 here.

Read on AO3 or under the cut:

The time has come and Kaitou KID could not be late.

He has taken a risk talking with the scientist girl but he could not stop himself. First of all, hello, it was a perfect chance to finally properly meet her after he almost got himself blown up in her stead. She owned him a conversation – at least! Secondly, she had already noticed the man in black by the time Kaito got to her. It was only fair to put her at ease and assure the man was not there for her.

Honestly, Kaito was surprised any of these guys showed up at all! Of course, while the police got most of the members of the black org behind the bars, they could not get them all. With such a vast operation, there were bound to be some who gave the law enforcement officers a slip. Though, as the scientist said, they should be in hiding now, hoping nobody finds them. Looks like the promise of immortality was just too enticing for them to let it go. Too bad! The guy would be going to jail tonight with the rest of his pals.

Kaito dropped a smoke bomb and with a pull of a string his police officer suit changed into the KID attire. Swiftly, he jumped on the stage which tonight just happened to be on top of the Eye of the Storm’s display.

“Ladies and gentlemen and everyone in betwixt!” Kaito said loudly, getting everybody’s attention. “Thank you so much for attending tonight’s heist.” The police were too stunned to move at first but they were quickly regaining their composure. In less than 5 seconds they would make their move. But Kaito would be faster! “Unfortunately, I cannot stay long but please! Enjoy the show!”

The lights went out. The clouds he had painted on the ceiling with fluorescent paint came into full view. But it would not be storm without rain and thunder!

Kaito stomped hard of the cover of the display below him with his heel, effectively breaking the enforced glass. Yup, modified shoes plus a bit of prep weakening the glass beforehand, in just the right spot, did the trick. Soon the fire alarm system would turn on and everyone would be drenched in water.

Kaito knelt reaching for the gem. From the corner of his eye, he noticed the man in black making his move.

He ducked, barely in time.

A gunshot tore the air.

Kaito could swear the bullet swished just above his head.

Well, the guy clearly did not care for the crowd of civilians and law enforcement officers loitering the exhibit hall. It fell onto Kaito’s shoulders to ensure their safety. As always.

Maybe… maybe he did not have to do this all by himself that night. Both of his detectives and the scientist girl were there, available and ready for action. And they owed him. They owed him oh, so much!

But then, he could not put them in danger either.

It’s not like Kaito was a lone ranger. He often got Jii’s help with his tricks. Magicians often relied on trusty assistants.

However, His detectives and the scientist were not assistants. They were his critics. And critics needed to be challenged but also should be kept safe.

It took Kaito barely a second to form a plan. If the scientist were as smart as she seemed – and Kaito had full confidence she was – he should be able to apprehend the man in black without anyone getting hurt. The only catch was Kaito would risk getting captured himself. He had to trust she would follow his suit and not give him away. It was risky. He could do it.

The sprinkles went off and during the initial confusion, Kaito changed his disguise as well. It was a simple suit that, in the first version on the plan, was supposed to only disguise him long enough to get to the door. Now, the challenge was greater.

Kaito combed his hair with his hands and headed straight for the man in black. On his way he very deliberately brushed against the scientist.

“Shinichi?” she asked.

In response Kaito winked at her which made her pause. Then in the blink of an eye she was running in the opposite direction. Hopefully, not to notify the cops of Kaito’s most recent disguise.

The man in black was still by the wall, scanning the crowd for a magician in a white cape. Too stupid to be an independent operative, clearly. Snake had been arrested almost at the very start of the operation – the man here must have been one of the lowly underlings. In the know enough to grasp how precious the gem was, not high enough to realize that Kaito KID rarely spent the whole heist in one costume.

Kaito reached into his pocket and sneaked up on the man in black. The man noticed him all too late. One of his hands was already handcuffed by the time he understood what was going on. But Kaito also miscalculated.

There was a loud bang as Kaito reached for the man’s other hand.

This time, Kaito did not manage to dodge in time.

He moved, but the bullet grazed his side. Sudden pain left him half paralysed for a few moments. With his free hand he clutched at his side to stop the bleeding. The other though was holding the handcuff tightly – Kaito’s reflexes stronger than the pain.

The man in black aimed again, finger of the trigger. Kaito pulled on the handcuff. The sudden move knocked the attacker out of balance and gave Kaito enough time to kick the gun out of the man’s hands. Kaito did not waste any more time as he snapped the handcuff around the other wrist.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Kaito said in his best Shinichi impression. Louder he shouted: “Officers, I have apprehended the shooter!”

The nearest policemen quickly found their way through the crowd. With guns drawn and ready, they approached Kaito rather carefully. Kaito knew his Shinichi act was impeccable but he could only hope that the water and darkness managed to hide the differences in their suits tonight. That and the hole in his shirt with hopefully only a small blood stain forming on his white shirt. After all, he could not go to the hospital as Shinichi. Especially with the real Shinichi still in the building. Speaking of which…

As the police approached, Kaito took a careful look around the room. Thankfully, he did not see either of his detectives around. And the scientist was gone as well. Looks like she managed to keep them occupied far away. Hopefully for long enough, so Kaito could sneak out after the real police takes care of the culprit. She was a gem!

“How do we know you’re the real Kudo?” One of the officers asked.

Kaito had to stop himself from rolling eyes. His favourite trick was the thing the police was worried about when he had a potential killer right next to him? Give him a break!

“I understand your apprehension,” he said calmly. “You can check if I’m wearing a mask. I even invite you to do so. Hopefully, after someone secures the suspect, though. I presume we will have at least a few people who can confirm they saw him fire a gun. The one that is currently on the ground. There. Between us,” he said pointedly when none of the officers moved to pick it up. “I would rather have it safe and out of people’s hands with one of you guys, if you please.”

Kaito could swear they picked all the stupid ones to be policemen and as soon as anyone showed a hint of brain activity, they promoted them to a detective. Or they left their jobs.

Someone finally took the gun and bagged it safely as evidence.

“I’m also certain you will find gunpowder residue on this gentleman’s hands.”

He pushed the man and this time the officers were faster to react. It might have helped that the wan was already handcuffed. Also, Kaito practically pushed him into the arms of the nearest officer.

“I will give you my report as soon as I can,” he promised. “I just need to find my friend first. He did manage to fire the gun twice, after all – I should check if she’s alright.”

Kaito was going to disappear on them. But the officers did not need to know that little detail.

He was already on the move when one of the policemen shouted weakly.

“Wait, we need to check if you’re KID.”

The others quickly shushed him though. It was glaringly obvious that Kaito-as-Shinichi was more competent than any of them, and the smarter peas in the pod picked up on how irritated it made him to work with those imbeciles. Good for Kaito and hopefully, good for Shinichi as well. Maybe Kaito managed to gain him some more respect among fellow officers.

The stairs to the roof were guarded but Kaito managed to pass by with no problem. Shinichi’s face opens every door.

Hopefully, the roof would be empty. Hopefully, the scientist girl took his detectives far from the sight. Hopefully, they did not hear the second gunshot and were not heading back to the exhibition just yet.

Kaito almost never gambled. The risks he took were always carefully calculated. Yet, tonight he chose to trust the scientist and he could not predict the outcome. He was thrumming with excitement running up the stairs, taking three steps at once. And when he finally reached the top… he laughed.

The roof was empty!

With a grin he changed back into the KID costume and jumped over the edge to make his grand escape.

Part 4

#kaishinshiweek22 #magic kaito #detective conan #dcmk #kudou shinichi #miyano shiho #kaito kuroba #shinkai #fanfiction #my art

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red-tinted-night · 1 year

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To both of you, which of the detectives do you prefer the most? Same question for Kaito's classmates, friends and family members - who do you like, and who would you get along with/connect to best?

(Btw, I love your story. It's got a creative start, everyone in the Ekoda gang has had screentime so far and it's just really nice to read. I hope you don't run out of motivation fuel before the story is finished. I'm looking forward to the next update!)

Pandora: I prefer none of the detectives. Humans are of no concern to me, my vessel excluded. Unless they are a threat to my vessel, in which case they must be eliminated.

Kaito: In like a…going to jail kind of way, right? And stop calling me that!

Pandora: …Yes. Of course.

Kaito: Ok, not a concerning response at all - as for what detective I prefer? All of them are being a nuisance right now, trying to question me during heists and all. Meitantei and Tantei-han even went out of their way to attend my latest heist just to corner me. I guess…prefer would be the wrong word, but Hakuba is the easiest detective for me to predict. That makes him easier to deal with during heists. So if I had to deal with any detective, I’d prefer to deal with him.

Pandora: In regards to the other people in my vessel’s life, my answer is the same as before. They do not matter unless they affect my vessel in a way I must deal with.

Kaito: You really don’t like anyone?

Pandora: No. Your assistant is useful I suppose.

Kaito: …

Kaito: Well I like Aoko a lot of course, although lying to her isn’t fun…or listening to her insult my alter ego. But the Nakamoris have been good to me, and I caused them a lot of stress after KID got shot out of the sky. I don’t know what to think about Akako, and I’m not sure I want to either. And my relationship with my mom is…complicated. Jii-chan’s also been really good to me, and we get along really well.

Pandora: And your classmates?

Kaito: I’m not close with any of them, but I like them. They give the best reactions to my tricks at school…

Pandora: So you would say you get along best with the Nakamoris and your assistant, is that correct, vessel?

Kaito: Yes. And Pandora?

Pandora: Yes?

Kaito: Stop calling me your vessel.

Pandora: Of course, vessel.

Kaito: I hate you.

Pandora: Our gratitude for the ask, it was a useful opportunity to reflect on the state of our social relationships.

Kaito: Yeah, thanks for the ask!

(Thank you so much!! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the story so far! As for my motivation…I have no plans to abandon Red Tinted Night, but asks and comments always help fuel my motivation ^.^ And the next update will be sometime later this month :) Thank you again for your kind words!)

#magic kaito #detective conan #dcmk #kuroba kaito #kaito kuroba #kaitou kid #kaito kid #pandora (magic kaito)#hakuba saguru #conan edogawa #hattori heiji #nakamori aoko #koizumi akako #asks and replies #ask kaito and pandora #red tinted night

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thelemoncoffee · 2 years

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Another thing! The flamboyant Supervillian AU really got to me so I’m ranting about that too :)

I really do love the idea that Kokichi would in fact steal the Mona Lisa or some other priceless relic and treat it like everyday groceries. Diamond ring? Check. Million-dollar art work? Oh, can’t for get that. And on his way out, most times he will flee the scene indescribably, but there are other times where he’ll walk right out the front of the museum “un-armed” besides a few ringpops and messes with the cops even more by cartoon grappling up the building. He always does it with new cops because the others just couldn’t handle his bull even after 15 minutes of bickering, to him the looks on their faces are more priceless than his loot at the moment.

The heroes are a different story though, because they just don’t come and go as they please. Yes they’re tired of his shit but its what heroes do or whatever. (kind of annoys the hell out of him, but not enough to stop stealing from fat-cats) Even though he looks frail, Kokichi actually puts up one hell of a fight, strategically more or less. Because a mega mind supervillain such as himself doesn’t have as much time for weight lifting than he does for a mental breakdown in his office.

Now Shuichi! He himself is known to be taken seriously and dealt with cautiously as he’s basically in the Top 5# greatest super villains list in the world. His cold, static demeanor when creating to carrying out his plans sometimes even puts off the heroes themselves. The reason he’s so good at what he does is because he used to be on the police force, getting honest and vital information from the source. This means that he knows the ins and outs of how police work, the law, how much evidence they have against him in a case and their private information. The end goal isn’t to use that against them though, the reason he’s a super villian now is because he began to realize how messed up the law and police system had became, and from the moment he turned 18 he’a made it clear he wants absolutely nothing to do with the police since.

Now, take these two completely opposite outviews on the police and heroes and what do you get? Apparently a match made in heaven. The way these two met isn’t something I can think of right now, but what I do know is that they hit off pretty well. Maybe a bump in with each other while stealing the same relic or historical art portrait, but they both decided in some way or another to let there guards down because it’s a fellow villain.

In disguise, they go on a few dates in public and in private to get to know each other, and connect over their dislike for the police and law. Soon enough they decide to stop talking about it and do something with their newly declared partnership. This may happen over the span of six weeks or six months but it’s definitely a slow burn, they probably only begin dating after working together in public, as they not only get to see how they’re like off duty, but what they’re like when they’re on the job.

When the two most infuriating villains in the world go on stand by for theft, the heroes begin to notice before anyone else, and just when they think they ran a cold case after all these years, the two bounce back full force, doing a double heist and making it very clear they’re now seeing, working and committing crime together. (Bonus points if one of the heroes are Kaito)

The heroes then begin to realize that their job didn’t only get twice as hard, but the multiple of that as well. Even by themselves their power is exponential, together they even managed to pass out presents to every kid in their area on Christmas. That is if you count Panta and lollipops as gifts. Not only do the heroes realize their job is harder, but that they really are made for one another. The way they work and act rub off on one another and they end up acting like their partner without even realizing. None of them had ever seen Shuichi show as much as a smile until he met Kokichi, and Kokichi had never taken a heist so seriously in his life.

Phew I finally got all that out, have a nice day/night!✨

yoooo i love this take! i like the sense of doom radiating off that last part, they work far to well together and the heros and cops are nervous

#ask kai

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magician-under-the-moonlight · 2 years

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THAT OBSCURE HEADCANONS MEME

Challenged by: stole it from @allerdeguise (how he managed it who knows) Challenging: steal it from him!

‣ What they smell like: Chocolate, roses and stage smoke. He engineers his own sleeping gas and smoke bombs, grows his own roses and has a bit too much of a love for sugar.

‣ How they sleep ( sleeping position, schedule, etc. ): Not the best sleeper. He’s often up late at night planning things out to the letter. When he does sleep though, he snores like a roaring monster. Prefers to either have all the blankets or none of them depending on the temperature.

‣ What music they enjoy : Has a liking for techno and electro swing, and even EDM if he’s in the mood for it. He likes game soundtracks to as long as he’s trying to set the right mood.

‣ How much time they spend getting ready every morning: He does basically everything last minute because he’s good at moving quickly and his time management is garbage when he first wakes up.

‣ Their favorite thing(s) to collect: Decks of cards and other magician themed memorabilia. He likes collecting merchandise from other magicians as a way to financially support them too. In the magic lovers meetup, it’s confirmed he likes to send emails wishing luck to fellow magicians despite his grandstanding about being the best.

‣ Left or right-handed: He is ambidextrous for the sake of selling a disguise, but he favors his right hand

‣ Religion ( if any ): None, though he is known to thank Lady Luck, Tsukuyomi and Inari a lot after a risky heist under his breath.

‣ Favorite sport: Skiing; though inversely he’s not very good at ice skating.

‣ Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling ( museums, local food, sightseeing, etc ): He loves taking selfies in front of famous monuments and locations as well as taking lots of photos of the local cuisine. He’s still got one of him and Conan (Arthur) framed in his room in front of the Merlion in Singapore.

‣ Favorite kind of weather: Clear and breezy. As long as it’s good for hang gliding he’s going to enjoy it.

‣ A weird/obscure fear they have: Fish. The piranha tank headcanon is one of my favorites for Kaito, which is why he can’t stand to look at fish without starting to flip. An obsession might be with doves, as he seems to just have so many flying around his general vicinity. It’s unknown if he owns all of them or if he just feeds random ones that show up on his doorstep.

‣ The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: Anything to do with acrobatics, like that one rope ladder one that cheats with the single support that makes it flip over and drop you. He’s also a master of games of chance, and ends up with the luck of the draw in most games left up to pure randomness.

#[Scriptwriting | Headcanons]#[And For My Next Trick | RP Meme]#[Playing Along | Dash Game]

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takaraphoenix · 3 years

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☕ ShinKai (not kaishin though I wouldn't mind if you gush about kaishin ; ) )

Thanks for playing! :)

That order is not for me. I can see why it appeals to people, I do think of Kaito as a switch, he definitely bottoms with Saguru. I just prefer Shinichi as a bottom and with him, Kaito as a top. Though I've not really written a whole lotta smut for them, or read it for that matter. They're more about the... emotional comfort for me? That they can provide to each other, a solace in their messy lives. So the question of KaiShin vs ShinKai very rarely really... comes up for me, because smut only rarely comes up.

But just them, in general? Gosh I am fairly sure I could write a 10k essay about them at this point. Pretty sure the rambling posts I keep making after every single thing I rewatch amount to that in the end.

Soulmates.

There is just... so much between them? The trust, the banter, the mutual understanding of what their relationship is. Because... this isn't a thief and a detective. Kaito specifically, canonically plans magic heists to entertain Shinichi and on more occasions than not, Shinichi corners Kaito all alone, announces his presence and gives Kaito ample time to escape even though there have been many instances where, if he had alerted the police instead of looking for a one on one meeting, or if he had used his watch-gun instead if announcing his presence, Shinichi absolutely could have arrested Kaito by now. If he really wanted it.

This is all a game, to them both, and you can see the manic glee in both their eyes when they are being challenged by the other. The excitement, the thrill of having an intellectual equal up the stakes for them.

They come together at the end and have a conversation, Kaito indulges Shinichi and listens to all of the deductions instead of trying to get away. They banter about the case.

The way they sense each other's presence in canon is complete soulmate behavior, I mean it's ridiculous, it's not even "in this room of ten people, I can tell that KID is among is", it's in a crowd of a hundred people and for Kaito it's even from a ridiculous distance. When it would absolutely regardless of genius intellect be physically impossible to tell someone specific was there too. But they just... sense each other.

Every single time Kaito saves Shinichi's life adds years to my own life span. Just, Conan falling off buildings or out of ships or planes and Kaito just dives right after him and carries him. Also, generally Kaito hugging Conan and carrying while flying, also adds years to my life.

There are so many instances where they just... work together. The movies are a godsend on that front, honestly. I mean, seriously, they pretend to be about some heist but at the end of the day, the majority of KID featuring movies spend a third of the movie just on Kaito and Shinichi working together to save the day and it is everything.

The fact that Kaito knows, somehow, that Conan is Shinichi (and it drives me mad that we don't ever seem to get to know how exactly he figured THAT out) and that he goes out of his way to protect that secret, but also impersonates Shinichi to mess with him. 10/10 would recommend, amazing dynamic.

They're just... everything? I mean, truly, their dynamic has everything I could ask for. This is it. This is the OTP to rule them all. I had... forgotten just how much I loved it; I know I love it and it's always been on my mind when asked to list my favorite ships but in recent years it got pushed to a lower place in my top five because more recent ships felt like they meant more because I only just engaged with the medium. I was however entirely wrong. No other ship compares to KaiShin and I should have never let my love for it go dormant for that many years and forget just how much I really love this ship.

send me ☕️ + [topic] and i’ll tell you my opinion on it!

#ShinKai #KaiShin #DCMK #Opinion Ask Game #send me asks

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cleflink · 2 years

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The Mid Air Walk and Jet Black Mystery Train are some of my favorite arcs too! Bust my absolute favorite has to be the 2.5 special, Dual Mystery on a Full Moon Night. The Black Org, Haibara, and Hattori all in one episode, this one has it all! Plus the reveal of Jodie and the FBI was fun. But enough about me, it's time for your next Secret Santa message: Please, tell me, who is your favorite character and why are they so awesome?

-Your Secret Santa

Aaah, yes, that is a fantastic arc! I remember the first time I read it - I was on the edge of my seat the whole time. :)

Sorry for taking so long to get back to you, Santa, but the answer to your question kind of got away from me. Short version: Kuroba Kaito is a flash bastard and I love him.

For the longer version (aka a love letter to Kuroba Kaito), please read on!

I adore characters who are VERY good at what they do, which is something that DCMK spoils me for in general. Kaito fulfills this to the nth degree for me, thanks to his many diverse talents. Magician, thief, acrobat, actor, makeup expert, marksman, genius, the list goes on.

In DC, he's seen from the perspective of Conan and other characters who see him as a showman, eternally showing off (and showing them up) with impeccable flair. I'll never not love his Midair Walk, and the shock that I felt right alongside Conan as I tried to figure out HOW in the hell KID had managed it. I love being an audience member for the Kaitou KID show, to get to enjoy that moment of 'oh my god, he has so much style' and then also get to see Conan unravel the details for us afterwards. In MK, that showman flair is still very present, but we also get to experience the effort and struggles Kaito contends with to be able to pull off his daring heists. Much as I love seeing everything go exactly as planned (with some space for necessary improvisation along the way), seeing the hard work that goes on behind the scenes is wonderfully satisfying and makes me even more impressed by Kaito's talent. Watching Kaito be clever and talented enough to come out on top, despite all the odds in his way, is truly delightful.

I also might have a type, and that type is quippy, intelligent acrobats (why yes, Spiderman and Nightwing are my two favourite superheroes, how did you guess?). There was no way I was not going to fall for Kaito.

Beyond his impressive skill set, I am endlessly fascinated by Kaito's versatility and flexibility as a character, both in the realm of his disguise/acting abilities and in him as a person. He's funny and charming and clever, but also dorky and lonely and more than a little crazy.

He's the practical joker who pulls crazy stunts to make someone else smile. He's the bored genius who revels in the opportunity to face challenges that are actually challenging. He's the gentleman thief who's always at least two steps ahead of his pursuers. He's the master of disguise who could be literally anyone because both his acting and makeup skills are just that OP. He's the consummate liar who enjoys talking circles around people but sometimes just desperately wants someone to confide in about what his life is actually like.

I love that Kaito's all of these things and that he can be self-contradictory (as we all are) without feeling unnatural with it. Even though canon usually limits us to seeing one or two of the aspects of his personality at a time, it's clear that they're all still there under the surface, impacting his actions and decisions.

I can't talk about why I love Kaito without also talking about his relationship with Conan/Shinichi. It is fantastic to watch the way he and Conan balance each other: they each recognize their equal in the other, and thoroughly enjoy squaring off against each other as a result. They also make a great team, when they do end up on the same side. Similarly, Kaito's obvious pride in Conan when he figures things out (even Kaito's own tricks) is so adorable.

They both carry so many secrets and I feel like it gives them a sense of kinship to know that, despite everything, there's another person out there who faces similar struggles and who, just maybe, can accept them for who they really are, mysteries and secret identities and intelligence and all. There’s a trust there that I can’t get enough of.

Tying onto that, one thing I particularly love about KID is that he's not actually a villain, even when he's acting in opposition to Conan and the police. He's a challenge and an opponent and a rival, but he's too fundamentally good to ever qualify as a villain imo (custom KID hannin silhouette notwithstanding).

Kaito is the guy who actively puts himself at risk to help others, like 'stealing' the clock tower, or saving Lupin the dog, or protecting Jody Hopper from Snake, or watching out for the shounen tantei in the Kichiemon house. And don't even get me started on the number of times he's saved Conan from certain death by falling off various high things. He is one of the kindest people in this series, imo, but he hides it so well that most people don't notice. Unlooked for kindness makes me soft, especially from a character who is technically filling the role of a criminal.

Another aspect of Kaito's personality that I personally find fascinating is his relationship with gender. He's equally as comfortable and confident in any disguise and, while that could be ascribed to his skills as an actor, I don't know many teenage boys who would be that nonchalant about presenting themselves according to such diverse gender expectations. For example, I love how Conan harasses Kaito about his tendency to wear female disguises in the Iron Tanuki case and it doesn't bother Kaito in the slightest (’it's cuter that way’ is also the most amazing response). I also enjoy watching him use disguise-appropriate flirtation techniques on his targets with no apparent discomfort about switching from one collection of gender norms to another.

Also A Study in Scarlette has firmly convinced me that Kaito wears lacy underthings simply because he likes them, which is a head canon hill I will die on.

And on THAT bombshell, I'm going to stop talking before I actually turn this into an essay. Orz

TL;DR: Kaito is a flashy, kind-hearted chaos gremlin and I adore him.

#dcmk #kuroba kaito #it's loving kaito hour #honestly I could keep going #but it would probably devolve into keysmashes and hearts #I just love him lots okay?#meta

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